Why So Unlucky This Time?

After hanging up, Meng Wenzhou walked back to the lounge and said with a smile, "Everyone, wait a little longer. He'll be here soon."

"Here soon?" Meng Qianyu repeated with a frown. "Fat Brother didn't come back last night?"

"Uh..." Meng Wenzhou realized he had let the cat out of the bag, so he simply stopped explaining. "Yeah, he didn't come back."

"Oh? Did Fat Brother have a romantic encounter last night?" Zhuang Mengli immediately asked curiously.

Meng Wenzhou scratched his head and shook it. "No idea. Anyway, Old Su and I were the only ones who came back last night. He probably took some girl home."

"Haha, got it, got it. No need to say anything else." Zhuang Mengli immediately caught on and giggled.

After waiting for ten minutes, Liu Bo changed his clothes in his room before appearing in the lobby.

"You're here." Su Yang looked at Liu Bo as he approached.

Everyone was too lazy to ask where he had gone the previous night. No one asked anything else, and they all got up to greet him.

"Everyone's here. Let's go. The cars I booked are downstairs. It's two vans again," Meng Wenzhou said.

"Sounds good. Come on, come on, let's go to Mount Fuji!"

The eleven of them grabbed their things and quickly went downstairs toward the street.

At that moment, two black vans were parked by the roadside. Two local girls stood in front of them, one before each vehicle. One of them held up a sign in Chinese that read something like "Such-and-Such Travel Agency."

The two of them were essentially the short-distance tour guides for today's one-day trip to Mount Fuji, with each guide responsible for one vehicle.

Su Yang looked at the two women in the distance. Neither was very tall, standing